Chapitre 202: The First Lesson

The battlefield was a complete wreck under the midnight sky. Rocks were shattered, the ground was scorched, and the air was thick with the lingering traces of an intense battle.

The faint glow of distant stars cast an eerie light on the devastation, while the moon hung high, illuminating the chaos with a cold, silvery hue.

Half-buried in a jagged rock, Eratz groaned, his body covered in scratches and bruises. His head tilted just enough to see Victoria, who stood nearby, holding a torn piece of her clothes with both hands like it was a prized artifact.

"This is incredible," Victoria said, her voice filled with genuine admiration. She examined the fabric closely, her bruised face lighting up with excitement. "You pierced my defense! Do you know how long it's been since anyone managed to do this? Not since Tamara. You're truly amazing, Eratz!"

Through the muffled groans of pain, Eratz muttered.

"Don't make me laugh, my ribs are broken."